The next morning, in the Witcher's Guild Yard, while waiting for the sleigh, Marin listened to Nilgan's boast that in the mouth of this young man, in the fjord north of Copenhagen, there was a huge dead city, full of all kinds of spirits, xenomorphs, out-of-control ghosts, and of course, more than all the dead souls all over the ground.

"Those dead souls are all residents of the era of great destruction, they are very pitiful, they only have memories of death, they are usually harmless, but when they are irradiated by purple flashlights or purple flares, they will enter a state of rage, until they are purified by purple light, or destroy flashlights and flares."

"Where's the flash?" Marin asked without looking back as he sorted out the magazine.

"Flash?" Young Nilgen didn't get it.

So Marin could only say a more understandable explanation: "It's the flashlight that turns on and off instantly." ”

"It will cause a commotion, but as long as it doesn't last more than two seconds, it won't be a problem, if the time is exceeded, these revenants will irreversibly turn into evil spirits, and they will not gradually calm down until they destroy the luminaire or are purified."

"I see." Marin placed the full magazine back in the double-decker magazine pouch on his chest.

The inhabitants of Northern Europe before the Great Apocalypse would never have believed that such a tragic day would have been for each other.

"Then again, it's too dangerous, only a legendary witcher or tech hunter would think to take a look, it's too cold, and the real good things are often in the city, but the city is too dangerous." Nilgan sighed, "When I was young, I thought I could be a tech hunter, but later I found out that I was too insensitive to things that pre-Doom Time, and in the test, I picked up the most useless trash from ten piles of Doom items ten times in a row. ”

Marlin turned his head to look at the unlucky bastard, no, how can you be so dark.

Wait a minute, this kid's skin color ...... It seems to mean a little bit like that.

Fortunately, the sleigh came at this time, interrupting Marin's doubts about the kid's luck and allowing the team's itinerary to officially begin.

The first stop is to get on the boat - from the surface they have to go through the wasteland, there is everything on the snowfield, but there is no safety, and for safety, they will take a boat around the coastline, disembark from the easternmost port of Sim, and from there follow the coastal sea north to the location of the attack.

It takes about half a day to make a detour, and it is 2 p.m. to reach the location of the attack, so you have to move quickly, otherwise it will be night after a while.

When Marin heard the news, he felt that it proved a fact - although this world was no longer the world he was familiar with, at least the equator was still the one Marin was familiar with.

Although he hadn't taken a boat for a long time, Marin still didn't have any adverse reactions, but Nilgen, the kid, began to be on the side of the ship from the ship, using the whole sea as a basin, spit all the way from Copenhagen to Sim Harbor, and never stopped the whole time, until the back emptied the contents of his stomach, and began to spray acid water.

At that moment, Marin didn't know whether to stay away from him or pity him.

In the end, it was Marin who led the boy off the boat, and looking at his pale face, old Gayat and his old friend Jack summed it up, and finally decided to leave him to the garrison in Port Sim - the commander of the garrison and old Jack were acquainted, and he took people to get rid of the haunting of their old house, and the two sides could be said to be old friends.

Nilgan was placed to rest in the Sentinel's Tower, where there was a stove and a warm complement, and he was told to drink some hot salt water, and then make up for a sleep spell that was enough for the boy to get a good night's sleep.

Although the action lost Nilgen, but old Jack didn't care, in his eyes, his adopted son can only be regarded as a bag, really want to meet the murderer at the scene, the two of them may not have Marin to fight, so what do you have to worry about, it is better to say that the oil bottle is not there, and their actions have no worries.

On the sleigh, Marin questioned why the ships were able to sail freely along the way—at Fort Carter, the merchant fleet would follow a prepared merchant shipping route where the sea tribes would be responsible for protecting the ships and driving away the hungry sea monsters.

"Because it's too cold here, it's not suitable for the sea tribe to live, they prefer to live on your side, they are basically not seen here, even the sea monsters are very few, as for the reason why we don't use a fixed route, it's probably from that damn revenant pirate Lord Caiman, his spies are at the bottom of the sea, that's an area we can't clean up, and his base camp has not been known, we only know that his pirate ship has been sailing under the sea, and if he ambushes you, then his ship will jump out of the water near your ship." Speaking of this, Old Jack put his hands together: "It's over, no one can beat it at sea." ”

"So, it's safer not to use a fixed route, at least to avoid being ambushed by it, right?"

"Yes, if you can touch it like this, then you can only admit that your fate is not good, but this guy has an advantage, that is, he rarely moves offshore, so many times we will try to walk close to the coastline, but nothing is absolute, be careful to sail the boat of ten thousand years."

With this answer, Marlin got on the sled cart and communicated with the head dogs with his animal companions, using large cutlets as bait for the sled dogs to serve Marlin.

So Marin finally sat on the sleigh, drinking tea heated in a small semi-enclosed stove, while letting the head dog of the convoy lead the team to follow the car in front of Old Jack and Gayat.

People, always have to enjoy life.

………………

Moving through the snow, without any references, Salis had little visibility in such a snowstorm, and after flying for a while, he returned to the nest at Marin's feet, shook off the snow from his body, and then slipped into the nest and nestled with Beep in the warm harbor with soft leather jacket cushions to enjoy the warmth of the fire.

And Marin looked at the huge ruins of the city in the distance, from the location, it should be Tumerilla, it was not a metropolis in Marin's time, but by the time the destruction came, the city had become huge enough.

But in the end, it was all destroyed by chaos, and like the city that no one came to after that destruction, and now it was full of death from destruction, and the city stood in the wind and snow, becoming a steel tomb for its inhabitants...... and cages.

And on the snowy field, there are some giant deer, very large, they don't seem to be afraid of humans, Marin has confirmed their condition, there is no erosion of chaos.

I think it's okay to eat.

As a standard Chinese, Marin's first thought was this—he was ready to go to the location and ask Old Jack.

If this deer can be eaten, the source of raw materials for the northern meat factory will be settled.

Therefore, when the convoy arrived at the scene, Marlin hung Beep's nest on his waist, jumped out of the car with a gun, and followed the two old men to the scene of the incident, and consulted Old Jack about this problem.

"The elk, you say? Of course, you can eat them, but they won't attack humans, but if you hurt them, be prepared to outrun them or be killed by them. Old Jack said this and glanced at the gun in his hand: "But this time, when it's over, let's kill one and bring it back, this is the best meat steak in the north." ”

"Thank you." With this answer, Marin was relieved, and when the time came, the meat factory would be opened in Copenhagen, and a breeding base would also be established in the half-plane to maintain high-intensity production, and when the tide came, these canned foods could even be sold half-bought and half-given to the Northern Kingdom as a logistical supplement.

As long as the Northern Kingdom is doing its best to defend its territory, it is not impossible to give it away for nothing - as long as the Northern Kingdom is still there, the north of the Sidney Federation and the Duchy of Farol is safe, and they can fight against the rift points in the Fort Carter region and the chaos that escapes from the super huge black zone in the eastern part of the Eastern Kingdom.

"Alright, Marin, we're here, be smart." Old Jack's reminder made Marin withdraw from thinking, and Marlin, who nodded, motioned for Salis to circle in the sky, considering that the other party was proficient in crossbow arrows, Marin signaled Salis to be clever and land on the police when he encountered a suspected target.

The first body was soon discovered, presumably the victim who ran towards the sled during the rupand of the procession, an adult with a wound in the back of the head, round, and an accidental penetrating wound in the front.

"It's not like a crossbow, it's impossible for this thing to have so little power." Old Jack was the first to speak his point of view.

Marin nodded: "Other than that, I have doubts about what this thing is, it must be very hard, so it can be used through the skull, but it can't come out of the other side, can it be cut open for examination?" ”

Marin respects every deceased person, and if he says no, he won't do it.

"No, the body needs to be transported back, and in the north, we don't have this in vogue, besides, it doesn't matter if I agree, he is not my relative, I have no right to do this." Old Jack said that he couldn't help it, so Marlin could only examine the surface of the wound - it was a very round wound, indeed it looked like an artificial object, because the deceased was fleeing, so it shot through the back of the head, perhaps because it was too far away, it was not able to get out of the front.

"In terms of crossbow arrows, it's a bit far, but the other side looks pretty good, old Jack, did the survivor say if there was snow in the vicinity when they were attacked?" Gayat walked over, and after he finished speaking, he glanced at Marin, "Did you find anything, kid?" ”

"The wound is very smooth, more like a surgical wound, and if it's a crossbow, I can't confirm its material." After Ma Lin finished speaking, he deliberately glanced around: "This area is very empty, if that murderer can really remain invisible, it will indeed be a very difficult opponent to deal with, I hope the infrared spectrum can capture its existence." Marin said as he turned on the infrared function of the goggles, looked around, and found nothing.

"The murderer should not be there, is there a possibility, this murderer is just passing by." Marin had always had a suspicion that the Frost Giants' hunting party was nothing more than some big guys with pieces of meat on their backs, and they had nothing to rob at all, and the murderer had spared the wounded and children.

"I don't think it's like a xenomorph, they won't spare the wounded and the child, the child said that the murderer will be invisible, will use arrows to kill, in my opinion, it is very likely to be a runaway mech." Marin felt that his analysis should be the closest to the truth: "The out-of-control mechsoul armor, seeing the tall frost giant, instinctively felt that this was not a human but an intruder, but let go of the child dragging the wounded, that is, he felt that the child's height was close to a normal human, so he let the child and the wounded go." ”

“…… It's a possibility, but we still need to find something, or it's all hypothetical. Old Jack said.

"Then it's troublesome, the three of us are like normal human beings, if it's really like what Marin said, even if that runaway soul sees our existence, it won't be possible to make a move." Gayat frowned, he lowered his body and drilled his fingers into the wound: "...... I did touch something like the shaft of an arrow, and it was very hard. ”

"Wait a minute......" Marin suddenly turned his head to look to his left, and in his perceptual range, something that moved.

Then his eyes looked through his goggles, catching a scarlet streamer in the world of ice and snow.

"What's that?" Old Jack raised his gun and pointed it at the swirling light.

"Spread out, let's not be on a fan." Marin moved out of the way as he motioned for his father to get up quickly.

Old Gayat, of course, stood up, and he looked at the streamer: "It's not human, I don't feel any signs of life. ”

"I can't see the infrared spectrum...... Wait a minute, it's close, I can see the human form, be careful, the Mechsoul Warframe confirms! Marin said as he continued to pull away as he turned on the purple light on the left side of his head.

In their line of sight, a mechanical body covered in a broken shell gradually emerged from the wind and snow.

"Humans, why are you here?" It was issued in standard English, which was relatively close to the current lingua franca.

"Let's determine the cause of the Frost Giant's death." Marin immediately replied.

After passing the answer, the light on the single lens on the head of the warframe immediately switched to blue light: "Linguistics confirmed that the living form with a difference in appearance of 17% is confirmed to be a friend. ”

These Marlins are a little better - these military war machines that have not been distorted by chaos have no ill will towards the average human.

"Mecha, as a civilian, I want to confirm your number."

"This is the Seventeenth Army of Europa, the Ninth Armored Assault Corps, the Automatic Combat Armored Company, Eleventh, Citizen, are these giant beings human." The mechsoul armor asked rhetorically.

"Yes, they're mutated humans, tall, but definitely human." Marin nodded in reply.

"Then why didn't they respond to my questions, and even attacked me, if it weren't for the fact that one of the children retreated with the wounded, I would have wiped them all out like in the previous battle." After speaking, this machine soul armor glanced at Marin: "Confirm that the citizen's blood pressure, heartbeat and other states are normal, and he is not lying...... Why did these citizens attack me, what the hell is going on in the union. ”

"United...... The Union is no longer there, it's the eighth millennium since the enemy invasion, and we're rebuilding civilization, Number Eleven, when did you wake up. ”

“…… My battle log states that I lost my working condition eight thousand years ago due to a near-bomb, and a week ago, the system completed a self-check, and I thought there was a problem with the date on the battle log. The Mechsoul Warframe pondered for a moment, "Can I join the rebuilding effort?" ”

"Welcome." Marlin nodded, and at the same time thought of the fact: "By the way, Old Jack, do ordinary frost giants know the lingua franca?" ”

Marlin asked Old Jack in lingua franca.

"Except for the frost giants in the royal court, it's good that ordinary frost giants can speak the language of giants, don't expect them to speak the lingua franca." Old Jack understood this, and slapped his palm on the face.

"In other words, it must have asked the Frost Giant, but they didn't understand?" Marin looked at the two old men.

"I don't think there's anything wrong with that, I can understand what it says, and even though I still haven't been able to figure out what it was eight thousand years ago, ...... The human race before the Great Apocalypse was too powerful, right, such a battle armor turned out to be a craft from eight thousand years ago? Gaiat was amazed at this fact.

And Marlin nodded: "That's the case, so I've been using the word reconstruction, because eight thousand years ago, people on this planet could even get rid of the shackles of gravity." ”

Speaking of this, Marin stretched out his hand and shook hands with the mechsoul armor that came over and stretched out his hand.

"Please express my sincerest apologies to the relatives and friends of these dead human beings, I did not know that the people of this era do not know even the two lingua franca." The Mechsoul Warframe said this, and although it had no emotion to speak of, Marin still agreed.

As for the two lingua franca...... "Chinese is the same? Marin asked.

"Of course, apart from these two languages, what else can be considered a big language?" The Mechsoul Warframe said.

"I'm fine." Marin calculated for a moment - the next thing was to pay money to every unlucky person who died in this battle, provide jobs for their families, and explain the matter to the Frost Giant Court, and then ask Mr. Eleven to go to the research institute to show those science enthusiasts, this should be the first time they have seen a living machine soul armor that is not out of control or distorted.

"Damn, I regret taking this task now, how am I going to write about the cause of death of these frost giants?" Now that it was completely safe, Old Jack walked over and complained to Marlin and Old Gaiatte on the other side.

"You can write that they died of not being able to understand the lingua franca, and in simple words, two words stupid are enough." The Mechsoul Warframe is very thoughtful to give a template.

"This thing is a good thing!" Old Jack slapped himself in the face again.